Monday, February 21, 2011

Quality Peoples, an outfit outta a different country, in a different time zone, knows more about things around here than we do. Which is pretty normal. We rarely know anything until someone tells us. Or we notice it. By accident. From across the way. Are you alright ma'am?

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Little known to many, praised by few, but extant nonetheless, The Reluctant Troubadore 1s an intermittent pastime for some in the EBNY family. Here is but a snippet of the wide array of musical offerings there...

The quality imagery coming out of Montauk so far this winter has been phenomenal. Especially in light of how little we've been able to get in the water nearer the city. It is a reminder of how much happens when one is not looking, not suspecting, wrapped up in one's own world of this's and that's, do's and dont's. Here is Tin of the Drug Money Art cartel, making the cold and empty look very, very appealing.

SMASH presents “The Surfers Studio: An evening with Jamie Brisick” , Saturday February 26th 8PM at the legendary Anthology Film Archives in the heart of the East Village, NYC. The Surfers Studio is a series of in depth conversations documenting the lives, careers and contributions of surfers who have made impacts on surf culture and the surf community.The first subject in a series of live interviews is Jamie Brisick, a writer, photographer, and director. He surfed on the ASP world tour from 1986 to 1991. He has since documented surf culture extensively. His books include We Approach Our Martinis With Such High Expectations and Have Board, Will Travel: The Definitive History of Surf, Skate, and Snow. His writings and photographs have appeared in The Surfer’s Journal, The New York Times, and The Guardian. He was the editor of Surfing magazine from 1998-2000. In 2008 he was awarded a Fulbright Fellowship. He lives in New York City with his wife and 5’10” Channel Islands Pod.

The Surfers Studio with Jamie Brisick will take place Saturday February 26th, 8PM @ Anthology Film Archives: 32 Second Avenue New York, NY 10003 On the corner of East 2nd Street & 2nd Ave.

About SMASH: Surf-Movies-Art-Shaping-HistoryFounded by Tyler (China Ty) Breuer, Adam (Camaro) Cannizzaro & Michael (Macchiato) Machemer.About Anthology Film Archives: An international center for the preservation, study, and exhibition of film and video, with a particular focus on independent, experimental, and avant-garde cinema.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Thursday, February 10, 2011

I am just as conspiratorial as the next guy. Just as reflexively prone to hating the "it thing," "following the crowd" and avoiding "T.M.I." But it seems to be anti anti anti all the time ignores a lot of good out there. I've kept up with my Egyptian friends for the last few weeks quite well, thanks... and that's straight amazing. And then, there's this. Those Groupon ads had it pretty much right as far as I'm concerned, at least know your avarice, gluttony and moral squalor before sinking your teeth in, and I am not about to hate on skate.

(The above pseudo-politico-socio-commentario may or may not be shared by all EBNY contributors...)

Stop-Action has been a key word in the DIY cultural heyday of the early 21st Century. The burgeoning resurgence of animated gifdom being only the latest re-incarnation while the use of children's toys to adult-effect has been a popular genre as well. (There's my wiki recap...)

My own dalliance with these sorts of activities has been intermittent and has generally skewed photographically. This one dates back to good 'ol pre-digital camera 2000

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Monday, February 7, 2011

Sunday,on my first visit to the beach in a month and on one of the warmest days of late, I allowed myself to be talked out of surfing by those who live by the beach full time and recently don't go out unless it's "really good". It really pained me to drive away on such a warm sunny day within sight of clean, waist high peeling rights. I thought about all the times Todd and I drove an hr and just got in the water no matter what the conditions because that's what we drove out to do. In fact I don't think there was ever a time we didn't get in the water. In all fairness, it looked best when we drove up on the beach and not as good when we drove off. The water was 37º. And while we were driving on the beach we clocked the waves at 29mph on the speedometer but really those aren't good enough excuses.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Paul Opperman was in here today and we were shooting the shit about surfing, life, surfing, not surfing, life and surfing. He hasn't wrapped his head around the joys of winter ice-water paddling yet and I wish I'd seen these before he took off. It would have blown his mind.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

It is the season for heavy petting. Whatever you can get your hand to. Dogs, cats, progeny, significant others, surfboards, whatever. The wave count is down, the snow drifts, icy spills and post-winter wonderland sludge is up. As far as the mind wanders, it still only gets withing a few hundred yards of a surfable wave. That's how desperate things have become. There was a time that I stopped dreaming about surfing. I mean the sort of "stopped dreaming about surfing" that lasts more than a few nights, or even a few weeks. I remember it as a slow descent. First, the surf dreams become less physical, less gutturally similar in feel to the actual action. Once these visceral nuances go, your brain starts to treat surfing like a film. No weight in your soles, no magical tug of energy, only those camera angles. Then, only one camera angle. And it isn't even a telephoto. And just like that, you know it's bad.
Perilously close I am, to the abyss that was.
Antonio and I have been able to hold on, just hold on, by tapping into the resources on the other coast, begging surf footage off friends at a big surf company and making visual explorations for the conglomerate. And while watching the girls rip the shit out of warm-looking tropically blue waves isn't nearly near enough, it adds a touch of solace to our dreary, increasingly gray outlook. So pretty soon we are hoping an explosion of EBNY-crafted surf material will be materializing before your eyes. You won't be able escape us and our craftiness. But as with all commercial endeavors, there's this long waiting period: "Advert should be live with in 4-6 weeks."But we want people to see our handiwork now...And so the wait continues.

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